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Prisoners

To please the people around,
We become prisoners as they become the hound.
Silencing our voice,
To be typical we make a choice.

Shaping the tools for our cage,
We start slipping off the edge.
The edge of our destruction,
Prisoners in bars of our construction.

Though we have the key,
To be out of this captivity,
Free souls, we can't be,
If we prefer such fragility.

Each day the cell is getting smaller,
Crushing our bones as it's colder.
Piece by piece we start to lose,
The satisfaction of people over our personality when we choose.

How come we be prisoners,
When we're the key holders,
How can opinions be our slaying masters?

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Ages

I heard a lullaby from a neighbour's house,
Eagerly I peeped in through the window
And saw the cradle carrying a baby swinging to and frow,
I watched the rejoicing audiences, who were the family members,
Where the five-month baby stole the whole show.

I took a few steps towards the main road,
And got a glimpse of little dreamers,
They were cycling, playing, pouring livelihood to the barren ground,
And watching them seamlessly enjoying, I realised
That this generation has energies, that knew no bound.

And at the end of a busy road, there was a cafe renowned,
Where the young hearts fluttering and flattering were found
Tasting the flavours of their newly discovered youth,
I chose not to stay there for too long,
I did not want to be their uninterrupted guest, so I took another route.


Finally when I reached back home,
Came running my mom who was suffering from ill mental health,
Who only finds peace when I come,
Hugging her tight, I earned her smile which is my most valuable wealth.

And her smile reminded me of the five-month-old child,
And of the innocence that dwelled in his eye,
That is when I realised that what I watched was
Nothing but the ages passing by.

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Forgive Yourself

Dear me,
Look, I have a lot to say to you.

Have you ever heard the quote that sounds like
"We all bad in someone's story"
From what I know is, that's kinda true.
But what I don't know is, how to explain it.

Maybe she's wrong and maybe he's right.
Maybe she's right and maybe he's wrong
Or maybe both are wrong,
And maybe both are right.
Forgive me for what I spitted cause I don't know a thing.

Okay, now let's talk about forgiveness.
People told me it's easy to forgive but it's hard to forget.
What say you though?
Well, some say yes and some say no.
But I say yes, why and how?

Why? It's because of love.
I do it all for love because when love exists, it's easier.
How? I'm not sure but when there is love, there is no how.
I think it's just happened.

So I wanna learn how to love just to forgive myself.
I want to forgive myself for being too hard.
I want to forgive myself for being too sensitive.
I want to forgive myself for hating so much.
I want to forgive myself for loving too much.
I want to forgive myself for not putting myself first.
I want to forgive myself for not wanting to be on top of everything.
And I want to forgive myself for not learning how to love myself first.

I have to say that it's not easy,
But with the help of love,
Surely the burden will lift up little by little, isn't it?
So I love to forgive and forgive to forget.
But the question is can I or can't I?

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The Page That Listens, But Never Her

Everyone reads what I write,
Except the one it’s meant for.
She never do.
She never will.

And I ask myself,
Do these words mean anything,
Or are they just a lullaby
For a heart that forgot how to sleep?

Maybe I write to lie,
To pretend silence was a choice,
Not a sentence carved into me.

I stitched my mouth shut
With thread made of shame,
The same shame they threw at me
Just for existing,
Just for breathing wrong.

Now only the page listens.
It takes my guilt like it’s used to it,
Lets my ache spill and settle
Like smoke in a locked room,

And when I write,
I’m dragging up the ghost
Just to bury it again, deeper,
Like maybe this time
It’ll stay down.

This isn’t poetry.
It’s a body laid open.
Every reader,
A witness to the cut,
To the blood,
To the wound that never closed,
Except for the one
Who was supposed to see it.

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The Loss Of Our Loved One

I remember the days I was happy like it was yesterday,
Your smile is brighter than the sun every morning,
Your soft soothing skin caressing my face as you wake me up,
I remember it all.

I miss the joy that filled my heart whenever I was around you,
I miss the moments we used to laugh at silly jokes,
I miss your unconditional love for us.

You left a void in our hearts with your sudden departure,
Without warning, you left us confused,
For days we kept hoping that maybe you'd come back to us,
Keeping your memories alive in our minds.

Now it has been years and your memories are fading away,
I'm guilty that I can't hold on to the happiness I used to have,
If only I could see you one last time,
And feel your soft touch one last time,
To see your bright smile one last time,
Your hearty laugh one last time,
Nothing will make me happier than to find you beside me again.

Your loss filled my heart with jealousy,
Jealous of the happy people around me,
Jealous that I'll never be happy again,
I have had to carry this burden every day,
I miss you, dear mother.

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There Was Something About Her

When he saw her walk across the hall
He couldn't believe his eyes
In his heart, there was left a hole
Ever since the first time he had seen her


Towards her, he wanted to move
But his legs were suddenly too heavy
So he stood there frozen still
And cursed himself for it

He remembered the first time he had seen her
All he had managed to say was nothing!
Not even a hi! He only watched from a distance
As she gracefully passed by and glanced at him

That glance had rocked his world to the core
It lasted only a few seconds
But he felt his insides melt
When their eyes met

Now he has a second chance
But the thought that he was gonna blow it
Made him curse himself even more
'Cause he had waited so long, for this moment

He watched as she moved about
How she carried herself!
There was something about her
That seemed to pull him to her

So he took one step forward
And another, and another
With every step he took, his heart jumped
As he came closer, he was in awe of her

She was the rare type of beautiful
Unlike anything or anyone he has ever seen
A beauty so redefining, that he was awestruck
It was now or never, and he knew it

She looked so magnificent
That he doubted if his approach, was gonna be sufficient
But at this point, he was more afraid of not trying at all
Then he was of the outcome, of what was about to go down

As composed as he could, and with a smile, he said hi
And just when he thought he had seen all there's about beauty
He saw something that warmed his heart
Her smile! So magical, as she said hi...